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The people watching the battle in the audience asked about the smell of blood, and they all covered their mouths and noses, and said in shock: "It is really bold and careful to use your own blood to melt the frost and cold aura of that kid of the Yin Xuanji, I am afraid that only the Evil God Sect dares to do this kind of thing." ”

"This bloody qi can indeed crack all the internal qi attributes, but there is also a price, while cracking the internal qi attributes of others, your own body will also be contaminated with other people's qi, and this qi will consume your own internal qi to dissolve. This kid from the Cult of Evil Gods is also powerful enough to be able to use it in this way..."

"Haha, but he's in trouble now, that kid is very ghostly, I'm afraid he won't let him go!"

"Fuck it, we'll watch the show!"

……

There was another commotion in the audience, but the fight began on the stage again.

Meng Yu walked slowly, stood beside Nie Hong, and asked in a low voice: "It's really strange that Yin Shilou would be in the same stream as the Evil God Sect, although Yin Bingfang is also a villain, he still has his own arrogance, why would he be in the same stream with the Evil God Sect, it's really strange!" ”

Nie Hong, who heard this, was also taken aback and asked, "Then Yin Shilou's matter can be solved?" ”

"Solved! It's just that there are still some remnants of Yin Shilou who have not been cleared, but my goal has been achieved, and I have already asked people to send a message to Luo Chen, so that Yue Changqing's girl will bring people back. ”

Meng Yu smiled, a lot more relaxed, turned around again, looked at the ring, and wondered: "What's wrong with him today?" Why can you play so much, and you can't make a killer move? ”

Stage.

Yin Xuanji waved his Tisuo knife casually, not caring at all about the sudden, overwhelming shuriken. The Tissot knife was extremely agile in his hand, and it was like a fish in water wantonly teasing Mangcang Mountain.

"Hey, hey!" Yin Xuanji suddenly smiled, jumped forward, and stepped on Mangcang Mountain's face, leaving a heavy footprint. "Huh! Is this the strength of the Cult of the Evil God, the Eight Heavens of the Acquired Realm were made like this by you, it really makes me sad! ”

Mang Cangshan wiped the footprints on his face and said very seriously: "I'm disappointed you, but haven't you found that your internal qi consumption is getting faster and faster?" Could it be that you look down on me too much and ignore the changes in your own qi? ”

He patted the dust on his body indifferently, and made a move in an instant, catching him off guard. And Yin Xuanji kept dodging, and immediately checked the changes in the sea of qi in his body, and found that there was an extra stream of internal qi in the sea of qi, and that internal qi was running into his internal qi, making the consumption of his internal qi intensify.

This method surprised him, but he immediately stood on his heels, and waved his knife very indifferently, and the light of the knife appeared, repelling Mangcang Mountain, which kept attacking him.

"Little Doyle!"

Yin Xuanji's eyelashes were contaminated by the frost and cold, condensing into fine white frost, and the Tissot knife in his hand was also wrapped in white frost, which was very gorgeous. "Remember...... When I was in Goguryeo, I evolved a sword, which is my sword technique, and I will perform it again today, I don't know if you want to experience winter? ”

After saying that, the space seemed to stand still.

In an instant, something strange happened, the internal qi in the Yin Xuan Organ's body spread, with a thin layer of frost and cold, forming lotus flowers in full bloom. An endless chill emanated, and the lotus flower beside him gradually took shape, and it was urged by the wisps of coldness, which looked particularly demonic.

The people present were shocked, if they didn't know that the internal qi attribute of the Yin Xuanji was frost and cold, they really couldn't believe that the real lotus flower was real, although people who practiced martial arts could observe the trajectory of qi and the attribute of qi, but this lotus flower was real, it was crystal clear, covered by a thin layer of cold ice, and wrapped in ice.

"This ...... Be...... Is the air all around you frozen into frost? Mang Cangshan stretched out his hand to touch the ice in the air, and couldn't help but be shocked: "It's really a weird frost and cold qi, as an internal qi attribute, it's really amazing that you have cultivated it to this point." ”

"But so what, I can also use the bloody qi to crack your frost and cold qi, and how long can your internal qi keep you going?"

As he spoke, the Yin Mystery gradually retracted, a stronger momentum evolved, and the air around him became even colder. And Yin Xuanji's body was also wrapped in cold, and the hoarfrost gradually condensed on his body, forming armor.

Boom!

An ice lotus exploded, and frost splashed everywhere.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

All the ice lotuses exploded, and countless frost spurs splashed everywhere, turning into ice crystal bone spurs. Yin Xuanji suddenly smiled, waved the Tissot knife, and slashed out several air currents, the air currents intertwined with each other, forming a cyclone, wrapped in those sharp ice spikes, and instantly attacked Mangcang Mountain.

An astonishing chill rushed with the huge and swift cyclone, and the sharp ice spikes shone with a cold cold light. It's like a frost and snow tornado formed by the howling north wind, and the moment this knife falls, it seems that everything will settle in dust.

This knife was like a lightning flint, with an astonishing speed, blocking Mangcang Mountain's actions in an instant, cutting the veins around him, and freezing the route of his internal qi.

This knife is like spring and autumn, evolving for the whole season.

Let people see endless changes, and see countless sword qi changes in Tianyuan Douwutai, such as dragons, tigers, snakes, and birds. Countless forms of sword qi were surging, constantly bombarding the immobile Mangcang Mountain.

Offstage.

"This kid is crazy, what the hell is this knife, it is so strong, much stronger than Jiyin Mountain's "Four Knives of Change"."

"Indeed, the changes contained in this knife are really unparalleled......

"A thought is a sea, a knife is a spring and autumn."

"Haha, his mother arrived, he really deserves to be a thief boy from Jiyin Mountain, and he is really ghostly!"

……

Even Meng Yu, who had seen this knife, was shocked and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this knife to have been practiced like this by you, it's really powerful." This knife is called Frost Flower Flying, if you wake up from a dream......"

"It's really incredible, this kind of power, even I was affected by the biting chill, and the internal qi in the sea of qi was a little difficult. However, the most mysterious thing about his knife is not that it affects the internal qi, but that it changes, endlessly, and each knife can block the enemy's actions, if it is not a little less powerful, I am afraid it can be called an invincible knife. ”

Nie Hong also nodded, and exclaimed: "The sword of Jiyin Mountain will transform every generation, this kid Yin Xuanji is a genius, and now he is in the realm of the Eight Heavens, and his talent is even more terrifying than his father." However, the price of this knife is also very large, and I am afraid that he will not be able to move an inch now. ”

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sonorous sound was heard.

The mysterious Tissot knife was stuck in the ground, supporting his body.

"Ahem...... Damn ......"

He swung the last knife with difficulty and smiled, "But ...... I can go with another knife! ”

At that moment, the sword was majestic, and it instantly knocked Mangcang Mountain away, knocking him out of the ring.

……

In the end, Yin Xuanji won the second place, and Meng Yu also took action to dissolve the internal qi in his body and take him to rest.

(To be continued)